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"I'll bring my phone up next time," Jask said, his face tense:
"So, what should I do now, in this situation?"
"There's nothing you can do."
The secretary shook her head:
"Under these circumstances, no one but the Mi Country President can save you."
Mi Country...
President...
Jask lifted his head, looked at the sun, and remembered his old friend who wore a red cap and shouted "MAGA":
"[Then next time at the meeting, I'll ask to see who the next President is, who will win in this election.]"
"If it's not him..."
He turned around, faced the sun, raised his right hand high, his index finger pointing towards the sky, striking a POSE:
"Trump, come and correct history!"
"Can you stop acting!!"
The secretary couldn't take it anymore, stamping her foot and shouting out.
She finally understood!
Jask's tense and solemn face, looking as if he was done for, was nothing but a joke to tease her! To trick her!
She had been discussing serious matters with Jask so earnestly.
